How boys play
Will has had a friend over yesterday so that they could play, go to Awana, and sleep over into today. Well, we have had a lot of snow lately and the boys got a hankering to go outside and play in it. They had just started when I arrived home from work. After we got some things around for dinner my wife decided to watch my two sons and Will's friend playing in the front yard. She was concerned at the scene. There they were diving on each other, hitting each other with the sleds, pummeling each other with snow, and laughing their fool heads off while they were doing it. By her own admission my wife has said that she grew up with a sister and was not well-versed in the ways boys play.
I, on the other hand, growing up with three brothers know the ins and outs of the boy brain that thinks: "Here is someone hurtling down the hill on a sled. I can either get out of the way, jump on him, or chuck the sled that is in my hands at him." Two out of the three alternatives would be attractive to any boy. Only one would be embraced by most (not all - there are some crazy ones) girls.
So, yes, most boys play much differently than most girls. (How's that for a diplomatic statement?) And I am re-learning that now. My wife is becoming more and more aware of that every day.
I, on the other hand, growing up with three brothers know the ins and outs of the boy brain that thinks: "Here is someone hurtling down the hill on a sled. I can either get out of the way, jump on him, or chuck the sled that is in my hands at him." Two out of the three alternatives would be attractive to any boy. Only one would be embraced by most (not all - there are some crazy ones) girls.
So, yes, most boys play much differently than most girls. (How's that for a diplomatic statement?) And I am re-learning that now. My wife is becoming more and more aware of that every day.
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